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There is an invisible thread that binds

There is an invisible thread that binds
Sometimes
Two people whose souls are tied together
With no rhyme or reason
There is a thread that binds those souls
Sometimes it’s beautiful
Other times there is pain
The thread is cut
And with no rhyme or reason
That thread that once connected two souls two hearts together is gone
One walks the walk of justification peace or just denial
The other is left holding the other end of the thread
Wondering waiting hurting breaking
Anger sadness confusion relief welling up taking their turns sometimes clamoring all at once for attention
There is a thread that binds until it’s broken
And it’s a choice always to leave it unbound
Or to tie it up again
This invisible unsaid thing can cause so much pain or so much joy.
Courage or fear
Bound or free.